Chapter 408 Delaying Time, Immortal Power

"Delaying time?" Voldemort looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you think Dumbledore will come to save you?"

Hearing this, Aaron's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately pretended to be surprised.

"It seems that I guessed right." Voldemort said proudly, and then changed the subject, "Unfortunately, he can't find this place.

But I hope he can find this place. It's a bit shabby that the audience who witnessed the return of the Dark Lord are only the Death Eaters and a few of you students.

It would be great if the White Lord could come. He is important enough, and his life will cast a shadow on the entire wizarding world, which will facilitate my subsequent rule."

"Don't even think about it." Harry said loudly, "Dumbledore will definitely defeat you."

"Idiot!" Aaron complained in his heart, not understanding what benefits Harry could gain by showing his presence at this time.

"Crucio!" Voldemort cast a Cruciatus Curse on him. After the painful torture ended, he said slowly, "Find out your situation, Harry Potter, but I'll deal with you later!"

"Aaron Gaius, let the dark forces break your unrealistic fantasy!" Voldemort said lightly, then turned to look at the Death Eaters, "You all come together, you can use all means.

Whoever can bring him to me first can be exempted from the thirteen-year debt and get Voldemort's reward."

Hearing this, more than 30 Death Eaters were stunned, and then looked at Aaron with greed in their eyes.

"We have to help him." Cedric said seriously, the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and the continuous loss of blood made his face pale and his vision a little blurred.

But his right hand tightly grasped the wand, and his attitude was extremely firm.

Viktor and Fleur nodded at the same time. They had a clear understanding of their own strength. They might be able to deal with one or two Death Eaters, but there were dozens of Death Eaters here, and they were definitely not opponents.

But the result seemed to be doomed. There were only two dead ends before them.

Either join the battle and die gloriously, or stand aside. After Aaron is defeated, Voldemort will kill them in front of him.

As warriors of the Triwizard Tournament, choosing the first path can be regarded as worthy of their pride.

The three of them quickly stood beside Aaron and faced the Death Eaters who were ten times their own.

Just as Aaron was about to speak, Fleur took the lead and said, "Don't rush to drive us away. We are indeed not as powerful as you, but our magic power is more abundant than yours."

"It won't be of much help, but we can still help you withstand a few spells." Cedric said.

"If we must die, we will die before you." Krum added.

Aaron was speechless. I'm still trying to save your lives, but what do you mean by rushing to die?

"Let's start!" Voldemort said lightly, and more than 30 Death Eaters rushed towards Aaron.

"You are forcing me to fight to my death!" Aaron smiled sadly, then turned around quickly, waved his wand and knocked Cedric and the other two out.

"What are you doing?" Cedric cursed angrily.

"Don't be so righteous if you are dragging your feet. Your joining will only affect my performance." Aaron said calmly, and then moved forward at an unchanged pace.

Before the Death Eaters arrived, dense spells were cast all over the sky.

Aaron slowly raised his hand, and a huge yellow magic circle emerged, blocking him.

The colorful but lethal spells hit the defensive magic circle, making crackling sounds.

This is a high-level defensive magic, and under normal circumstances, the magician can't break it in a short time.

But now there are dozens of magicians, and Aaron can't bear the pressure of the number of attacks. He can only stabilize the output of magic power and think of other ways while resisting.

"Use magic bombardment, don't disconnect."

A Death Eater shouted loudly, and his wand shot out a bowl-sized cyan shock wave.

Several Death Eaters began to follow suit, and seven or eight magic beams hit the defensive magic circle, and the number was still increasing.

Crack! Crack!

Cracks began to appear in the magic circle, and magic with properties such as cutting, curse, sleep, paralysis, petrification, etc. flowed out through the gaps.

Aaron was forced to retreat step by step, forcibly squeezing the magic power in his body to prevent the magic circle from collapsing.

"Thought body." Aaron shouted anxiously in his heart, and at the same time revealed his current situation to the other party.

"I'm ready. You can take me back anytime you want."

"Not yet. I need your magic."

"But you're still just a wizard. You're no match for dozens of Death Eaters."

"Do as I say. You have a more important mission."

Aaron also knew that just using the thought body as a power bank would not solve the current predicament.

But it was because he was the wizard Voldemort that he was happy to watch the show. If he suddenly became a great wizard, he would definitely take part in it himself.

These dozens of Death Eaters combined are not as good as a great magician, and the situation will be even more dangerous.

The thought body sighed silently and transferred 99% of its magic power to the main body, leaving only basic mobility.

Aaron felt the magic power surge up, and he had some confidence in facing dozens of Death Eaters.

The advanced defense magic circle was stabilized instantly, and the ultimate defense magic circle was depicted based on this. Complex coils slowly grew on the inner ring, outer ring and star.

The golden light lit up the night, and the magic shield more than ten meters high separated Aaron and the Death Eaters like an indestructible wall.

Voldemort looked at the scene with interest, "Yes, that's it.

Harry Potter, did you see it?

Two years ago, he almost killed me with an offensive magic circle of the same level.

I was confused before. Two years had passed, but his magic power had not improved much. Now it seems that he has spent all his time and energy on improving the magic circle."

Harry was also secretly shocked.

The thunder magic circle two years ago left a deep impression on him, and the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets caused a big earthquake.

But Aaron spent a lot of time and the blood of the basilisk to complete that magic circle.

But what did he see now? In less than a minute, without any materials, an ultimate magic circle was completed, and it even blocked the attacks of dozens of Death Eaters. This is simply a fantasy.

Harry suddenly thought that Aaron seemed to carry a notebook wherever he went, and kept writing and drawing on it.

At that time, they all thought that it was a top student organizing class notes, so they didn't pay attention. Now it seems that it is not a note at all, but a magic circle practice manual. No wonder no one wants to see it.

Cedric and the other two looked at this scene blankly, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

For the first time, they thought that they were useless. It was not unfair to be said to be a drag. With only a few of them participating in this kind of battle, they might not even be able to avoid the splashes.

"Master, his talent is too strong. Should we..." Little Barty said hesitantly, and then made a throat-cutting gesture.

"No, the spokesperson I choose cannot be an ordinary genius, he must be different.

Besides, there is a huge gap between a magician and a great magician. Unless he is a great magician now and can use this level of magic at will, he will not pose any threat to me."

"But his growth rate?"

"Why do you think I want to subdue him?" Voldemort said calmly, "Gaius is the wizard family that attaches the most importance to the spirit of contract. Once they swear allegiance, their loyalty is definitely higher than that of the Death Eaters.

Before he grows up to be a great magician, I will have enough patience, but if he still doesn't know the current situation after passing this threshold, you can't blame me.

The Dark Lord's cause cannot have any unstable factors."

"Master is wise." Little Barty smiled.

Aaron didn't know the conversation between the master and servant, but if he knew, he would definitely sigh that he had foresight.

"System, the two tasks should be completed!"

"Of course."

"Get the reward, and then...dog talisman, hurry up."

At the same time, the thought body that was recovering magic power in the Shenming Temple suddenly felt something and turned his head to look at the ground.

A black shadow ninja was kneeling in front of him, holding a talisman in his blue-white hands, with a yellow puppy pattern on the talisman.

"Fuck!"

The thought body was no longer sleepy, and immediately picked up the talisman and absorbed it silently.

This should be the more important task that the original body said. As long as he got the immortal power, he would have a chance to turn the tables even if he was really captured alive.

Soon, a puppy pattern flashing with white light appeared in the pupils of the thought body, and the dog talisman also became ordinary in an instant, as if it was an ordinary stone that would break with a pinch.

"Comfortable, the sense of security came up instantly.

From now on, I have a foothold in the magic world." The thought body did not show much excitement, but just sighed briefly and sat lazily on the sofa.

It was still necessary to restore the magic power, but there was no sense of urgency just now.

Aaron, who was struggling to maintain the magic circle, also felt something at this moment, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Having obtained the power of immortality, he now had nothing to worry about and could save his life without any worries, even if it was Voldemort...

Aaron immediately killed the idea in his mind halfway through thinking about it. This flag must not be raised again, especially since Voldemort was still here!

If he found out that he was immortal, then everything he valued would be thrown out of the window, and it was not impossible for him to be captured and experimented on.

Voldemort, who had been paying attention to Aaron, saw Aaron's expression, and a hint of doubt suddenly appeared on his face, and then he sneered, "It seems that I am too kind and I didn't put enough pressure on you!"

Voldemort raised his wand and casually pointed it at Aaron. A beam of white light as thick as a bucket shot straight towards him.